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[where-imagination-runs-free]

Imagine: Android 17 being very protective of you

Gif is not mine! Feel free to use as long as you like, reblog & credit!

[dreadsuitsamus]

Android 17 x Reader Blurb 1

naturally we all love android 17 as the responsible, family-man park ranger that he is

but imagine being his little lover during his younger, wild days. where he was a rebel without a cause and doing whatever the hell he wanted to just because he had the freedom to do it

and imagine being more reckless than him. the bad influence, so to speak. the one that responds to his big and bad ideas with even bigger and badder ones. you two paint the town red wherever you go and you're wanted in so many cities and towns, but they'll never catch you. as long as 17 can fly, you two don't ever have to worry about a thing

or, so you hoped

all it took was one overzealous "good samaritan" to shatter the illusion and sober up 17. you'd gotten shot after being recognized, and to your credit, neither of you had even done anything illegal or even slightly mischievous. you were just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. and that was the end of it all. you were hurt too badly for 17 to have any choice other than to rush you to the nearest hospital so you wouldn't bleed out in his arms

then came the arrests. the trials. the plea deal

you taking the fall for everything

he had a sister, you reminded him when he argued against the idea. one with a husband and they're gonna have kids someday. and they'd need a cool uncle to make life interesting

he couldn't look at you when they took you away for the last time for your sentence. they certainly threw the book at you, making an example of you when they gave you a lifetime in prison— the guy that tried to kill you didn't even get five years. it's his biggest regret, even long after he's made his life on the island as a park ranger and spends his days defending the nature his old friend android 16 loved so much

he feels horrible living as a free man, grown up enough to recognize the things he did were wrong and yet you didn't get this chance. you were young and dumb and it cost you your life. he's never sent you anything, or even called to check in. he hates himself for it every day, for being a coward that can't face you and even thank you for what you did for him and his life

he's got a wife and kids, a steady job... he's happy. almost

his wife doesn't know about his past. and so imagine her confusion when she gets a phone call one night from 18 as 17 puts the kids to bed

"tell my brother to call me when he can"

and imagine 17's shock when he calls her back

"she's out of jail?!"

and looking for him

[thekrazykeke]

Title: Say You Won’t Let Go

Fandom(s): DB, DBZ

Masterlist: Here.

Pairing(s): 17 x reader. Goku & reader. Bulma & reader. Krillin & reader. 18 & reader. 16 & reader. 

Rating: M

Series: You’re Perfect

Summary: Even if you hear a bad story about me, understand that there was a time that I was good to people too, but they won’t tell that part.

Warning(s): Angst. Spoilers for the DB episode or DBZ Kakarot game (if you played that). Fighting. Flirting. OP!reader (kinda?).

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I had something in mind for Kuon/Ren Tsuruga but my brain kept going back to the DB fandom so this is a purely indulgent fic and not randomly chosen or generated like normal. Android 17 was like my mega ultra crush before I hit puberty and wowza, that was a hella long time ago. Yeegh, I’m old~ 

Either way, if you enjoy this and want to read more, please like, reblog, comment! 

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Episode 6 Baby, It’s You

You woke to darkness. 

Although everything in you is screaming at you to open your eyes, you can’t. Or... Or-- Fighting off the beginnings of a panic attack, instead of your eyes, you try to move your hands. Only for the same thing to happen. 

You can’t. 

No longer willing (or even capable, mind) to fight off the impending hysteria and dread, abruptly, everything changed in the next moment (second, minute, hour?). 

There’s a whirring sound, definitely electronic. 

And then... let there be light, as the saying goes.

Your eyes opened and you gazed up at a brilliant blue sky, two figures staring down at you. A pretty blonde woman with her hair cut into a bob, bright blue eyes, and a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. Beside her, an equally handsome man, only his hair’s black, cut in an identical style and boasting the same features, even down to the little smirk, stood beside her. 

‘Twins’, your brain whispered. ‘But, more importantly...’

“Welcome back online, Android 22.”

Gripping the edge of the storage container you’d been asleep in for who knows how long, you sat up. “17, 18. Where is Dr. Gero?” Although you had a rough idea, it wouldn’t hurt to actually be informed. Making assumptions only led to mistakes thus far, you’d realized. 

“Dead.” 18 stated bluntly. 

“...Huh.” You put one foot over the side, only to blink as a hand is offered to you. 

You stare at the appendage for a second or two, then reach out and grab it moments before it’s pulled back; 17 helps you the rest of the way out of the storage container. 

“...Thanks.” You stare at him for a moment, the meaning of your words subtler than just gratitude for his gentlemanly move. Judging by how his smirk vanished for a moment, caught off guard, clearly he heard the undertone of the simple statement. “Really.” And you glanced at 18 too, refusing to not give her the credit.  

“How... unusual. I expected far more hostility from you, 22.” 

“My memory banks show signs of a fairly recent hard defrag and master coded encryption.” You tap your temple, glancing at the tall ginger haired man at the corner of your eye. “Only the bare bones are left behind.” You shrug. “But, If you’d prefer a little sass as I curb stomp you into the ground, that’s your kink, not mine, 16.” Android 16′s frown deepened at your crude insinuation. 

17 snorted and you couldn’t resist sending him a cheeky wink. In return, he gave you a blatant once over, checking you out from head to toe, smirk widening. Before the teasing, lighthearted flirtation could continue though, you find your body moving on instinct; you use your wrist like a baseball bat or golf club, whacking the ki attack away from you and sending it into a nearby mountainside which crumbled to dust, sending dirt and debris in the air.

Gaze darting to the source of the attack, you see that it’s the Z-Fighters, minus Goku. 

As was normal when the amnesic Saiyan isn’t around, they all look totally out of their league and incompetent, minus Piccolo and Vegeta, the former cautious and the latter predictably arrogant. Trunks looked absolutely murderous, spiked blonde hair floating up stupidly, hands spread, clearly he’d been the one to throw down the gauntlet, so to speak. Krillin looked terrified, but also...there’s horrified recognition in his gaze as he looks at you. 

Frowning slightly, you lower your hand back to your side. 

“I’m assuming you want to take point here...?” 18 commented, sly amusement audible in her tone. 

Blinking, you’d realized that you’d indeed taken a half step forward. 

“...It’s been awhile since I’ve had a work out. Do you all mind?”

16 glanced to the side, apparently uninterested. 18 merely shrugged. 

17 is smirking again and you’re beginning to think it’s his default expression.  “Make it entertaining.” 

You don’t verbally reply. It’s disappointing that the Z-Fighters hadn’t taken advantage of you not doing anything, but--

“W-Whoa!” Krillin yelled, dodging backwards. 

You’d vanished from view, only to reappear above the group, delivering an axe kick at Vegeta’s head and the Prince of Saiyan’s blocked. “Hahaha! Going after the strongest, I see! Wise move for a machine!” Vegeta mocking laughed, shoving you back, following it up with several rapid fire ki blasts. “But not enough! Now, DIE!”

Ignoring his trash talk, you gracefully weave in and out and around the blasts. Calculations and diagrams flashed through your brain in a rapid fire pace, the information understood and dissected in less than a breath or blink. Vanishing again, you appear behind his unguarded back, driving an elbow to the back of his neck with all the force of a 16 wheeler truck. 

Vegeta went careening through the air and crashed to the ground. 

“Father!” Trunks screamed. Then as you’d expected, calculated, he went charging directly at you. You dodged his sloppy punches, ducking underneath his arm where he overreached and sent two quick jabs to his ribs, firing a point blank ki blast to his face as he keeled over, holding his stomach. 

He quickly joined Vegeta in the dirt. 

You raised your arm just in time, taking the full force of Tien’s kick and barely moving an inch. 

The cyclops thankfully is less chatty than your last two opponents and merely follows his attack up with more punches that you block, even as they increase in speed and frequency, a mere blur to most human’s eyes, more than likely. 

After a second or two, he took two giant leaps backwards, hovering in the air, hands moving in that familiar position, about to use his signature attack, undoubtedly. 

Unfortunately, you didn’t plan to give him the chance, you flashed forward and punched him hard, not as hard as Vegeta, but still, you actually heard something crack; blood dribbled down his chin and he stared at you, dumbfounded. With your other hand, you swatted him like an annoying fly and just like the Saiyan prince and demi-Saiyan, he’s down for the count and eating dirt.

Piccolo took the initiative to try and do something different than the others. He attacked you from below with an Explosive Wave. The blast hit you dead on and enveloped your body in a cloud of smoke and energy. 

“Did...did you get her?” Krillin called out to the Namekian, vanishing to appear at his side. “I...I think you g--”

Piccolo tensed and whirled around, lashing out with a spinning heel kick. Clothes tattered and slightly singed, but relatively unharmed, you bat his kick aside and threw a right hook at his face. He dodged. The two of you then engaged in a regular ole brawl, no ki attacks involved, flashing all over the place. Higher and higher, picking up speed. Attacks becoming harder and decisive, brutal. 

Krillin clenched his fists, unable to see what was happening, but nursing a little hope in his heart. “Come on, Piccolo...” Reaching out with his senses, he jerked his head to the right and saw that Piccolo looked incredibly roughed up, panting. The former monk decided that he needed to...to do something, help, anything--! 

However, before he could, a thin ki blast is fired in his direction and he yelped, heart hammering. Glancing down, he sees the black haired android frowning, and once he realized he’d gotten his attention, wagged a finger. 

As if scolding him.  Mocking his powerlessness.

‘Dang it...dang it...’ Frustrated tears welled up in his eyes and blurred his vision before he blinked them away. Just in time to see Piccolo was spun around rapidly by his foot and then sent flying like the others, only into the mountainside. 

‘I...I’m the last...o---’

Your strength and speed is beyond his ability to understand and comprehend. He can’t even complete a full thought before you stand before him. Staring him down, but at the same time, almost as if you’re looking through him. It’s taking all his concentration and energy to remain in the air and not look away, instinctively understanding that if he does, you’ll crush him underneath your foot like a bug. 

Then you smile gently. “Fighting you wouldn’t be very fun, I think. So let’s not, mmkay?”

“Ah...ah...” He can’t utter a word.

“Very wise.” You nod decisively. Then you turn around and descend quickly. 16, 17, and 18 are all waiting for you. “Sorry for taking so long.” Placing a hand on the nape of your neck, you smiled sheepishly. 

“It doesn’t really bother me that you took so long.” 18 sighed. “I just kind of wish you’d left some for us to beat up too....”

“You were dragging out your fights at least thirty seconds to a minute longer than necessary.” 17 remarked casually. He leaned in close, “22, could it be... that you’re secretly a closet sadist?” You halfheartedly aimed a punch at his side but he dodged out of the way with a laugh.

“Hold still!” “No way! You gotta catch me!”

“With the way those two have been carrying on and flirting all day, they’re a little bit obnoxious, don’t you think, 16?” 18 sighed, exasperated. 

“...I think it is the terminology, ‘sweet’.” 

18 facepalmed. “17, 22! Come on, enough.” Deciding to be the voice of reason, she called out to her fellow androids. “22, you need new clothes, as your current ones are practically falling off. Not to mention, there aren’t any cars are driving past this area, so we should fly somewhere a little busier.” 

“Spoilsport. I was enjoying the view.” 17 stuck his tongue out at his sister.

You punched him, hard, in the shoulder for the remark. 

Now that it’s been pointed out, you realized that the attire you’d woken up in is in bad shape, black skin tight leggings with gold anklets, and a loose baggy gray shirt, the shirt is ripped and frayed, the black and white Converse sneakers only slightly dusty, and your hair is probably a mess from all that flying around. 

“Let’s get going then.” Completely over this environment now, and wanting to explore even more, you’re the first to turn on your heel and about to blast off in some random direction in search of a mall.

“No! Stop!”

“And what do you want now?” 17 asked, not even bothering to glance at the remaining fighter, the guy was weak. Weak in spirit and weak in resolve. It’d be an insult to fight him.

“You guys...you guys leave Goku alone. That’s what you’re after right!? He’s sick! He can’t fight you now. Goku hasn’t done anything to you.” Krillin said fiercely, fists clenched as he glared at the group. 

“16 is programmed to destroy Goku.” 17 drawled.  “So that’s what we’re going to do.”

“Even... even you, [Your Name]? I thought... I hoped I was mistaken, but it really is you.”

“Hmm? Maybe you’ve cracked from the pressure or fear, or whatever, but I don’t know anyone by that name.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest, but it seemed defensive and you didn’t want the vertically challenged idiot to think he was getting to you, so you relaxed your arms at your sides. 

“Just listen to me!” Krillin sounded desperate. “I don’t understand what Dr. Gero did to make you forget me, forget Goku, but you’re like his sister, his family, and to fight him would be wrong!!”

“I’m going on ahead. Do whatever you want with the delusional little coward.” You informed the trio, face blank. Then you blasted off, rocketing into the air, kicking up dirt and debris. 

“Great, he’s gone and pissed her off.” 17 sighed. 

“I don’t know why you’re acting like you don’t enjoy her being so unsettled.” 18 rolled her eyes. 

“It is a cute expression, I admit.” 17 chuckled. 

Again, 18 rolled her eyes. 

“Hey, you. Baldy.” Krillin glanced in 17′s direction, scared out of his wits again, it seemed. “We’re going to find and kill Goku, that’s the game. Hide him all you like. Come up with as many side quests as you want, like 22 being someone you used to know, it doesn’t matter in the end. We’re simply fulfilling Dr. Gero’s masterplan.”

“Listen to yourselves! You already got rid of him. You don’t have to do this, so why?”

17 smirked coldly. “It’s not like I’ve forgotten that, but this trainwreck is too entertaining to stop now.” 

“Nnngh, don’t. I beg of you! Please!” Krillin tried to beg.  “You don’t have to do this.”

There’s silence for a beat.

“No.” 16 intoned, at last speaking up. “I am programmed to destroy Goku.”

“There ya go, pal.” 17 didn’t really care about this convo anymore and it was obvious. “Now if you excuse us, we have work to do.”

Krillin could only stare in dumbfounded disbelief. 

“Stop worrying about Goku and worry about your other friends, they could use some... Senzu beans.” 

18 started striding towards Krillin and the short man is freaking out. Quaking in his shoes, wanting to run but knowing he wouldn’t get very far. 18 didn’t do much more than lean down and press a light kiss to his cheek.

“Good luck. Bye.”

With that final parting comment, the remaining androids took off in the direction of their wayward comrade. Krillin’s legs could no longer support him and he fell on the ground.

“This is...this is such a mess...” 

‘I’m not looking forward to telling Goku this news.’

[jujuspams]

Android 17/Lapis

I’m being completely honest when I say that I haven’t seen Dragon ball z in a good little minute

And that’s because I’m sick of every time Goku’s ass gets a new technique they shove that shit down our throats

It’s so fucking annoying but we not here to talk about that, we have gathered here today because Lapis needs more fucking recognition

And I’m not talking about the Lapis from Steven Universe

I’m talking about Android “If you fuck with my animals I’m caving yo chest in” 17

Bitch this is the ultimate form of disrespect

He’s really dodging that shit with his hands in his pocket

He’s not even trying that hard, like do y’all see his face

He has not a fuck to give

I wouldn’t even want to fight anymore after that

Like he honestly would’ve hurt my heart if he did that to me

Do you know how fucking salty Yamcha has to feel right now

Like they deadass picked a villain over you

And I’m not talking about some little villain that we only saw once

No they went to go get the head motherfucking villain of dragon ball z

I just wanna know how that conversation went

“Hey Goku I heard you guys have been having problems with the tournament of power, how about I jump in and show em my wolf fang fist”

I bet Vegeta’s ass was dying laughing cause you just know he wanted to be the one to tell him and he wasn’t going to be nice about it

I can just hear him talking cash shit

“My nigga what made you think we’ll ask you bitch ass for help? Yo ass is known for dying as soon as you step on the battlefield.”

“Everybody else catching fades on sight and then here comes yo ass about to get tossed up. Hell nawl yo bitch ass can’t come and if I see you around Bulma Imma knock yo damn head off yo shoulders.”

Then you know Goku gotta be the damn peace maker but he just ends up making the shit worse

“ Nawl that’s ok Yamcha we have Frieza and Krillian. And I’m on my way to get Lapis and Tien. The way things are going I might have to make Goten fight.

Like Yamcha is the crackhead uncle of the family cause nobody want his ass around

And Frieza wasn’t even the only villain, the rest were just ex villains

Like bitch when was the last time we saw this nigga fight

The fucking producers of Dragon Ball Super gone have to see me

Cause bitch this is what happens when you make a character too damn strong

I’m so sick of seeing Jirens big bald head ass

I see this nigga more than I see my damn dad

But this shit then stretched on to damn far

Y’all motherfuckers really took my baby out

All he wanted to do was live in peace with his animals

But here come Goku writing a check his ass can’t fucking cash

When I was younger he use to be my favorite but as I got older I’m starting to see that this nigga is hella dirty

I remember when this nigga gave Cell a senzu bean just so he could beat Gohan’s ass

His ass is always running around trying to bang now this nigga got the whole universe in Jeopardy

Put me down as a super villain’s whore

Cause this nigga right bitch, this nigga had me salivating at the mouth

I was all here for somebody to get they ass beat by him

Bitch this nigga is a whole meal fuck a snack

I’m ready for him to ruin my life and my insides

And how the fuck did he get his hair to do that

That ain’t no normal shit

How you go from a silk press with a part down the middle to a damn slick back with four pieces hanging out

And where he get that outfit cause bitch I might be able to rock that shit

I’m hella pissed that he had to sacrifice himself for nothing

Like Jirens bitch ass is still alive after all that

So please tell me what the point was

Cause if y’all wanna kill somebody for fun y’all can start with Yamchas ass

Like bitch how y’all gone show him giving Goku the fucking business and then y’all kill him

Like him and his sister was passing out two pieces and a biscuit to everybody who had a problem

And then here come Jiren with his tragic ass backstory fucking shit up

They really took my man to soon

I just hope they bring him back, cause with the way I’m feeling I’ll sacrifice Master Roshi’s nasty ass for him

Hell Goku can get sacrificed too that nigga ain’t exempt

They could have just left him to take care of his animals and live his life

Like my dude was just coolin until Goku ass brought that negativity in his life

If y’all got a friend like Goku you better distance yo self

Cause they the type of niggas that’ll see you get jumped and help the niggas that’s jumping you

And after they done beating yo ass they’ll say some shit like “This is only going to make you stronger”

Oh yea imma be real strong cause this uppercut to yo nuts as I’m coming up gone kill all yo damn swimmers

Yo ass ain’t gone have to worry about wearing a condom for as long as you live. Believe that

Just thinking about that shit made my pimp hand itch

So in conclusion if y’all have a friend like Goku, you better drop they ass before they drop you in a grave

And if you are the Goku friend, stop talking shit if you don’t got the hands to match

Cause I love all of you with my heart but if you think I’m about to square up with a motherfucker with no family you got another thing coming

Cause them bastards hands are legendary and that’s cause they don’t got shit to lose

If they die they don’t got nobody to mourn them

So every fight they going into it like it’s they last time living

And I’m sorry I was raised by two mothers and three fathers so I’m definitely losing that damn fight

Like bitch I got to much to live for

I’m trying to see if I can bag me a good white boy, I don’t got time to be dying

I gotta get my credit back right

How the hell I got a water bill and a cable bill in my name from 2001

Bitch I wasn’t even able to bathe myself let alone own a fucking credit card

My man deserved better than this

I’m still trying to figure out the purpose for his death

It bet not be no damn rage fuel for Goku

But then again I wouldn’t know considering I stopped watching after he died

All I know is they better bring him back hell

Or it’s gone be some furniture moving going on and I’m not talking about the good kind

That’s how I feel about my baby Android 17, bit like I said I haven’t watched Dragon ball z since so I hope they bring him back

Also another note I wanna throw out there I said I had two mothers and three fathers because one mother is a step and two of the fathers are steps so yea

It’s also 11:02 pm so if there are any mistakes in this it’s because I’m tired as hell, but they will be changed in the morning

[cahirathegoldendrake]

Imagine being one of Gero’s androids, named Android 22, but you were made in a similar manner to Android 16, meaning you were someone important to the doctor. But who?

Gif is not mine. If you wish to write an imagine based on this, go ahead. Just please tag me in it so I can read and reblog it :)

[gokus-partner-and-lover]

Being married to Android 17 would include...

…you probably being a human he met when he was a park ranger – someone weaker than him that he would be able to protect, just so he can feel that his power has some use other than killing.

…having dated for quite a significant few years (10+) before marrying, because he wanted to be with you for as long as possible before he told you what he was, how he was made, and what his purpose was, fearing rejection – only when you accepted all of this was he going to propose, and you did.

…no routine, nothing vanilla, and something unexpected every few days; we all know Android 17 can quite easily get bored, so he’d love to keep your relationship as refreshingly fresh as he possibly can.

…surprising you with odd gifts just for the heck of doing it, casually handing you the box with a straight face, as if it was just another day. Even when it was something like a strange shell he found on the beach, you treasure it.

…unintentionally making you feel inadequate with how much he spoils you; so then, you decide to give him a present in return, and ever since you saw his stoic face light up in shock, surprise, bewilder, awe, and joy, you occasionally give him things, too.

…him teaching you how to fight and protect yourself, though it usually ends up with him just holding you close, smirking suggestively down at you.

…getting used to his big sex drive – it wasn’t that he always wants pleasure, but more that he just can’t keep his hands off of you, always finding you to be the most gorgeous being on Earth, no matter how long you two are together.

…accepting that you two won’t be able to have children together, given what he was, but never really caring – you fell in love with him, not the idea of having a baby.

…thus, both of you practically panicking in shock when you realize you’re pregnant a few months after getting married.

…being justifiably scared of the sudden development, but as soon as you saw 17’s face light up in that rare glow of joy, you knew everything will be alright.

…feeling your heart soar when you saw the baby looked almost exactly like 17, and always teasing him about it when it’s a girl.

…him spoiling your child just as much as he does you, eventually making you put your foot down.

(Requested by @hatsanddragons. Gif not mine.)

[where-imagination-runs-free]

Imagine: Kissing 17 for the first time

Feel free to use as long as you like, reblog & credit!

[where-imagination-runs-free]

Imagine: 17 kissing you for the first time

Feel free to use as long as you like, reblog & credit!